Dirt

I can smell it now like it happened yesterday.
Lying in the bottom of a grave.
Looking up to see the earth above.
My eyes decieved me.
No matter though let the time flow by slow in this dark abyss.
Worms crawling and eating my skin.
Falling back into dust.
Feeling one with her.
The Goddess of the earth.
I want to feel it again.
Seeking out those little capped gems.
So natural and good.
I lust for them.